Of All The Stars (Jimmy Greaves RIP)
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of all the stars that I have seen
above the sky or on the green
when I was merely but a child
he was the one who made me smile
when we would be there win or lose
to idolise his ev’ry move
the spot that was my second home
at Stamford Bridge behind the goal
with my old scarf in sun and rain
to watch him score then score again
with jinking moves and cheeky look
all captured in my old scrapbook
and though he looked so young and small
the pictures on my bedroom wall
revealed an artist at his game
and oh to be back there again
to see him play and dance like leaves
the wonder that was Jimmy Greaves
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and in the street out with a ball
I’d try to emulate it all
the impish swerve the snaky run
that left defences all undone
the baggy shorts that he would wear
so many memories to share
the hapless days when we were poor
when he’d grab three but they’d get four
it didnt seem to matter then
if you were only nine or ten
and though they called him lazy Jim
no man could ever equal him
when he would glide past men with ease
the legend that was Jimmy Greaves
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I cried as loud as one boy can
the day he signed up for Milan
I ran on at the Bridge to say
“don’t leave us Jim and say you’ll stay”
and on his last game he scored four
and we ran on the pitch once more
to shake his hand and lift him high
to carry him and say goodbye
and now I cry again and grieve
to lose the legend Jimmy Greaves
‘Oh to be back there again’ … ‘the hapless days when we were poor / when he’d grab three but they’d get four”. Sadly I never saw Greaves play at Chelsea, a little before my time. We have to admit that Spurs gave him his rightful stage.